[ the hollowness of the smile does not pass unnoticed. it is an expression fyodor has seen dazai wear, both in and out of prison, back during the port mafia days and as recent as a few minutes ago. ]

This is a world that operates by rules which are different from ours, and so killing you here is no longer a priority, however I will reconsider it if you keep making terrible jokes.

I think I would recall agreeing to belong to someone. [ in this world or back home or in whatever hell awaited him. fyodor is a being of immutable decisions, unyielding will. if he says something like belonging, if he makes a promise-he does not forget. ]